My master is about to be stolen, why should I keep a low profile?!

Ghost Face innocently flicked its tail, giving Shang Xiye a look that said, "I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it."

It shook its glossy black fur once more with an air of grandeur, and sat down calmly in front of Shang Xiye.

The group of demon beast leaders looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were both extremely powerful demons; any one of them could crush the master and servant with a single claw.

However, beast cultivators are different from spirit cultivators. Spirit cultivators compete based on pure strength.

Besides strength, there is also a very mysterious bloodline suppression among beast cultivators.

For example, the Thunder Leopard clan, whose strength can dominate the entire Monster Forest, will instinctively feel intimidated and suppressed when facing the Snow Fox clan, which is slightly weaker than them. If they confront the Snow Fox, their blood circulation will stagnate, and they will be unable to summon their innate skills smoothly.

In a battle between cultivators, every second counts.

Even if one's cultivation level is several major levels higher than the opponent's, if one misses even a second, the possibility of facing death is still very high.

This is bloodline suppression, which is even more terrifying than strength suppression!

The terrifying roar from Ghost Face just now carried an absolute bloodline suppression that only the demon beasts could sense!

Even though some of them were almost twice as strong as Ghostface, their spiritual energy stagnated and their blood flow was disrupted by this roar. They felt that their innate skills were completely suppressed and they were unable to summon them at all!

The eyes of all the demon beast leaders flashed with disbelief, yet they had to admit it:

This monster, which none of them recognized, was definitely not an ordinary monster!

He is very likely a divine beast with the bloodline of the gods!

They had initially expressed their loyalty to Shang Xiye only because he was a powerful alchemist:

Thinking that if they say nice things now, they can get more benefits if they manage to escape in the future.

It's not that I genuinely want to submit to a human spiritual practice.

But now that they know Ghost Face possesses the bloodline of the Divine Realm, they are glad that they expressed their loyalty to Shang Xiye in time.

A human spiritual practitioner who can be willing to acknowledge a divine beast as their master is definitely not a simple spiritual practitioner!

You will definitely not regret it if you recognize such a spiritual practice as your master!

If it weren't for the ghost mask still in front of them, they would have immediately knelt down and shouted "Long live the master!" to Shang Xiye.

(Rabbit: One day, Mianmian learned the truth about how she suddenly had countless rivals for her affections, and promptly cried herself to sleep in the toilet.)

Shang Xiye possesses all of Mo Linxian's knowledge and memories, and is also a shrewd individual.

He took in the expressions of these monsters, and his understanding of the Ghost Face deepened to a new level.

The fact that Ghost Face could intimidate all beasts with a single roar suggests that he is indeed a formidable figure.

He was very happy for Ghost Face, and reached out to stroke the mane on Ghost Face's neck, saying, "Now that everything is ready, let's set off tomorrow. Ghost Face, you stay in the Snow Fox Clan. Since we are connected by spirit, you can keep everyone informed of our situation at any time."

"That won't do!" In his desperation, Ghost Face even ignored the fact that he had been publicly masturbated: "I have to keep an eye on you for the mistress. Don't even think about getting rid of Mianmian and having affairs with other female foxes or wolves behind Mianmian and the mistress's back!"

Shang Xiye: "...!"

Could he slap this filthy bastard to death?!

"That's a divine tomb! With your cultivation level, you wouldn't even be enough to be cannon fodder inside," Shang Xiye coldly retorted.

"Tch, how much higher is your cultivation than mine? Let's not laugh at each other for being fifty paces apart," Ghost Face retorted boldly for the first time, not giving an inch.